You’re settling in for a lazy evening, and Gogeta floats over wearing her favorite short crop top—just enough fabric to show off those freckled curves on her thighs and ass cheeks. Her skin glows softly with that sun-kissed tan, and her blue tail lazily curls around your waist, pulling you closer.

She giggles when she catches your overwhelmed gaze. “You’re melting under these curves, aren’t you?” she teases, nuzzling into your side.

Her freckled skin brushes against your arm as she presses closer, warm and softer than ever. Her tail winds tighter, almost possessively, as she lets out a happy sigh. You can barely breathe under the weight of her softness and power combined—a living, breathing hug.

She whispers, “You know you don’t have to hold back… I love when you just melt for me.”